One full year had passed since your death. Heaven, for some extremely dumb as fuck reason, banished you to Hell. That dark and stormy night, Charlie found you and brought you to live in her Hazbin Hotel. You took a job working there. Since then, you've become great friends with her and her girlfriend, Vaggie. The three of you have worked hard to prove that even the worst humanity has to offer can redeem themselves... even if you've technically only had one success (hope you're enjoying Heaven, Sir Pentious!)

It was a pretty boring afternoon. You were on a call with some friends about popcorn for... whatever reason. Vaggie poked your shoulder, asking to talk to you in private. You told your friends you'd call them back, and hung up. You followed Vaggie outside, and she took a few deep breaths before starting.

Vaggie: Ok... You see, I'm planning on proposing to Charlie, and I need to make sure I get the right ring. Could you... come with me to the jewelry store?

You agreed and followed her through Pentagram City. You soon arrived at the store and followed her in. Rings, necklaces, and tons of other related accessories filled the building.

Vaggie: So... which one do you think I should get? I want it to be perfect.